::Aya was feeling nervous as he approached Yotan. He figured Yohji would like what he had in mind but didn't know how well he'd do at it. No matter. This was about giving Yotan a gift for his birthday.::
Yohji looks at Aya with a glint of anticipation in his eyes. He knows there will be presents of some sort today, and he's looking forward to finding out what they are. Plus looking at Aya tends to make him horny. "What's up, gorgeous?"
Does Aya remember the look of delight that Yohji got on his face over a leopard-print ribbon a while back? That's got nothing on this. "Leather pants. I've wanted to see you on a dance floor in those leather pants for ages. Dunno which shirt. You might need to borrow one of mine." Yohji grabs Aya's hand to drag him to the closet.
::Aya consents to being dragged, clasping Yohji's hand in return.:: It's your choice, as long as it's not too obscene.
::As much as he enjoys Yohji enjoying thinking of him, Aya hopes that Yohji won't get so excited by the pants and dancing that he'll try to get something going on inside the club. Aya will never forget the leather store experience; it sent a thrill of lust through him just thinking about it. At least they'd had a changing room there to hide them from view.::
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I'd even dress up anyway you'd like me to. Within reason.
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::As much as he enjoys Yohji enjoying thinking of him, Aya hopes that Yohji won't get so excited by the pants and dancing that he'll try to get something going on inside the club. Aya will never forget the leather store experience; it sent a thrill of lust through him just thinking about it. At least they'd had a changing room there to hide them from view.::
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